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[thealtoduck]

Dream of You

Bodyguard!Reggie Mantle x Idol!Male Reader

Kpop Idol AU (Idol x Bodyguard)

Y/g/n = Your Group’s Name

Y/c/n = Your Company’s name

Warnings: Smut, bottom!Reader, top!Reggie, bick dick!Reggie, secret relationship, anal sex, unprotected sex, rough sex, age difference (Reggie is a couple of years older than you), blowjob, cum in ass, maybe ooc!Reggie (idk i haven’t watched Riverdale since Season 3), motel sex…

Summary: You’re a famous idol from a beloved kpop boy group and after a night of winning an award at music show you meet up with your secret boyfriend Reggie…

(A/n: Hi… )

(Special thanks to @roses-r-rosie3 for pre-reading this a while back 🫶)

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You were a member of a six membered group called Y/g/n under the relatively unknown company Y/c/n. Just last year your group had started gaining traction for your amazing skills in singing and dancing as well as your lighthearted but loud dance music.

You even managed to get your first win on a music show a couple of months ago. Leading to most of you crying as you accepted your first trophy and sang your encore stage. Now you were back with a new mini album, which sales numbers had steadily gone up since your last comeback. And as you attended another music show to promote.

”And the winner is Y/G/N!!! Congrats!” The music shows M/C announced as confetti cannons went of making you and your members jump in both fright and excitement. The six of you now had 3 wins on your comeback title track.

You excitedly sang your encore stage and waved to your fans as you held up the trophy. Once you finished you went backstage towards your dressing room. Once you got there you were met with your security team waiting inside to escort you out.

You went to walk past one of your guards to go change but he grabbed your arm making you turn to him. It was Reggie. ”You were great out there” he said softly with a smile. ”Thanks” you said as his comment gave you butterflies.

You and Reggie had been secretly dating for a couple of months, ever since a passionate night a couple of days after your first win where he had ended up taking your virginity. The two of you would often go on sneaky dates together at night to draw attention.

You and the others went and changed out of your stage outfits and got ready to go home. Security grouped up around you as you prepared to leave, Reggie standing himself next to you, you’re hands sligtly grazing each other.

They escorted you past the fans and to a minibus that would take you home from the music show venue. You smiled for the pictures the fans took and blew them a kiss. Reggie smirked at your antics.

Reggie was quite popular within your group fandom because they thought he was very handsome and also because of his close friendship with you and your members. He always seemed extra protective of the six of you when he was on duty compared to the other guards.

You entered the minibus along with your members and sat down in one of the seats putting on your seatbelt. The others were excitedly talking about your win as your driver drove you back towards your dorms.

Your phone lit up as you got a text notification from Reggie, you opened your phone and read:

Reggie: I’ll pick you up in an hour

Y/n: Okay, i’ll wait outside the dorm building

Once the minibus stopped outside your dorm building you followed your members inside. When you got to your shared apartment the others didn’t waste anytime before collapsing on the couch and turning on the tv.

You went in to the room you shared with your group leader ”Hye”. You changed in to a black hoodie and a pair of dark jeans to not draw attention, you also packed a change of clothes in a backpack. You joined your members in front of the tv for a while.

They were watching a new popular drama about a female idol dating her bodyguard and you couldn’t help but avoiding looking dircetly at the screen the context of the show making you feel awkward. The ficitional idol’s relationship with the bodyguard had been revealed to the public causing huge scandal.

Her and the bodyguard were now arguing about the strain their relationship took on her career and if their relationship was even worth continuing. You frowned at the scene playing out on the tv and distracted yourself with your phone.

You looked at the time, wanting to get away from watching the drama. You saw that it was finally time to meet up with Reggie. ”Guys, i’m gonna go sleep over at a friend’s house, i’ll see you at practice tommorow” you told them. They all each gave you a goodbye hug before you got up and you walked out the door.

It was nice feeling as the cool air hit your face when you stepped out of the building. You didn’t have to wait long until Reggie’s car pulled up beside you. You opened the door and sat down next to him and as soon as you closed the door you immediately felt his soft lips press against yours.

You kissed back passionately and once you both pulled back for air he uttered a ”I’ve missed you”. ”We were together a little more than an hour ago” you commeted. ”I meant i missed being able to kiss you” he corrected as he started the car and drove in to traffic. One hand on the steering wheel and one softly holding your thigh.

As he drove you through nightime Seoul you told Reggie the plot of the drama the others had watched but you intentionally left out the part where everything went wrong for the couple.

He was driving towards the outskirts of town where you had managed to find a good subtle rendezvous spot that gave the two of you the privacy you wanted. It was a sleazy motel. No one would expect to find an Idol there.

Reggie pulled in to it’s parking lot and parked the car outside the small motel. The two of you got out and made your way in to the building and walked to the front desk that was being run by a middle aged man. Reggie asked him for a room for two with one bed, which caught the man off guard at first but he handed Reggie a key.

As you both turned to leave the man called out ”Hey!”. Making both you and Reggie turn back, the man was now focusing his attention at you, studying your features. ”Are you somekind of celebrity? I feel like i’ve seen you somewhere” he asked.

You shook your head and lied casually ”No, i just have a recognisable face”. Before the man could get another glace you and Reggie made your way out and towards your room.

You entered the small motel room and kicked of your shoes and threw your backpack on to an empty chair. You went and laid down on the soft bed spreading yourself out. Meanwhile Reggie closed the door and checked that the curtains were fully covering the windows so no one could spy in on you.

”Come on Reggie, i’m waiting” you said needily. Reggie then turned to you and came over and layed down on the bed next to you. You quickly engaged in a hungry kiss, lusting for the other. You climbed on top of Reggie and stradled him as you made out.

Reggie’s hand slipped down to your ass, squeezing it through your pants. You let out a soft moan against his lips making him smirk, he moved his hand to your front and started palming at your crotch, making you grow hard from the pressure he applied.

You touched Reggie’s large pecs over his shirt feeling them up. Reggie liked the feeling and started unbuttoning you pants, as if you were in competition to see who could make the other moan the most.

Reggie slipped his large hand inside your underwear taking your dick in his firm grasp. You groaned quietly from his grip of your cock as he slowly moved his hand up and down your shaft. While Reggie touched you, you started unbuckling his belt and unbutton his pants, wanting to make him feel good.

You climbed between Reggie’s legs and started pulling off his pants, you pulled them all the way down and pulled them off, throwing them aside. There was a huge tent in Reggie’s underwear, thin fabric concealing his throbbing manhood.

You layed between his legs your face hovering his awaiting dick, you pulled down Reggie’s underwear setting his thick cock free in front of you. You gave a lick up his shaft making Reggie’s bite his lip at the touch of your warm wet tongue.

When you got to the tip you teased him by putting your lips around it, giving small licks on it but not fully going down on him. Reggie made an awating groan, trying not to give you the satisfaction of giving in to your teasing.

Once you realised he wouldn’t budge you took more of his manhood in to your mouth, your mouth felt stretched out as you tried to take his fat cock. Reggie reaching down putting his hands on the side of your head as you accepted more of him.

Reggie moaned in low tone, as the warmness of your mouth felt amazing around him as your saliva coated his dick. ”Fuck” Reggie swore quietly in pleasure as you took as much of him in your mouth as it would allow you.

You then started moving up and down on his cock. You set a steady pace that drove Reggie crazy as you worked his length. After a couple of minutes Reggie felt himself getting close, but he didn’t want to cum yet.

”Stop” Reggie said lightly lifting your head as you brought your mouth off him. ”My turn” he said sittng up in the bed. You laid down on the bed a Reggie’s body hovered over you. He stripped you both of your shirts. Revealing his own meaty muscles to you.

As you made out Reggie started pulling your pants down, once he got them off you were naked beneath him, your own cock hard in anticipation. ”So beautiful” Reggie uttered stroking your thigh. He stood up and went to his own bag and picked up a bottle of lube, spreading some on his fingers.

He got back on the bed and spread your legs to give him access to your tight awaiting hole. Reggie started teasing his fingers over your enterance just like you had done to him. ”Reggie, please” you said in a lustful begging tone.

That was all Reggie needed to start pushing a finger in to you, prepping you for his thick length. He added another finger to stretch you out further, and then another. Once he had loosened you up he slowly pulled out his fingers.

Reggie fully took of his underwear and smeared more lube on his monster length and positioned himself at your enterance and started pushing himself in to your ass. You moaned loudly as Reggie’s huge cock split you open. ”Taking me so well” he said comfortingly had he held your legs spread.

Reggie only just managed to fit his whole manhood in your tightness. You gripped the sheets in a sensation of pain and pleasure as you tried to adjust to his large size. ”Reggie, you’re so big” you whined making him smirk.

”That’s right, and you look so beautiful taking me” Reggie gloated to himself. Once you were adjusted to his size he slowly started moving in and out of you with a slow pace. Reggie loved how warm and tight your hole felt around him.

As Reggie moved inside you, you let out breathy moan as he took your ass. You gripped at Reggie strong chiseled body, squeezing his big juicy chest. ”I love seeing you like this” he said lustfully.

”Your fans could never see you the way i see you” he bragged to himself as he started rolling his faster as he plowed your hole, making you moan even louder. You swore in pleasure as you felt Reggie’s cock deep inside you.

Your bodies glistened with sweat as Reggie powerfully thrusted in to your heat toching against your prostate making your mouth gape in bliss. Reggie placed kisses to your neck as he whispered praises in your ear.

Reggie then swiftly pulled out of you and flipped you on to your stomach with your ass in the air, showing your loose gaping hole. He gripped your hips and thrust his cock back in your ass as you moaned Reggie’s name loudy in to the matress.

”That’s good baby, such a nice warm hole ” he said as pounded his hips against your beautiful round ass. In your bliss you felt your climax getting close as Reggie monster cock pummeled your prostate.

”Reggie- I’m gonna-” you said breatily but was unable to finish as shot ropes of cum on to sheets below you. The sight of you so undone and sweaty made Reggie long for his own release.

He grabbed you around the chest and pulled your upper body towards him, your back against his chest as his meaty cock fucked into you, leaking his pre-cum inside you close to his release.

”I’m close” Reggie said as he relentlessly took you. ”Cum inside me” you told him needily and with a only few rough thrusts in between Reggie buried his manhood inside you, flooding your insides with his cum.

You both panted heavily in exhaustion. Reggie slowly pulled out of you and let you lay down on the bed. Then he went to the bathroom where he wet a towel in the sink and came back and started cleaning your leaking hole. He then layed down next to you and pulled the covers over the two of you.

He pulled you close to him and you cuddled. ”I don’t know how i’m supposed to be albe to walk tommorow, much less dance” you said as you both let out a small chuckle. ”Don’t worry, we’ll figure something out” Reggie said with a smile.

He then held you close as you both drifted off to sleep…

[schelluminium]

What if Charles had the same dorm room in St. Hilarions as Edwin had back in his day?

What if Edwin comes back as a ghost after escaping Hell, arriving at that school and checking out how it's changed in all those years?

What if Edwin checks on his old dorm room, the one he was kidnapped from to get sacrificed, and finds it full with music posters and clothes that were very different from what was considered decent in his age?

What if he's seen Charles before? Watched him from afar, learning about modern habits before he realises that this boy wasn't treated any better than he himself had been?

What if Edwin forms a bond with Charles from afar before he sees him run up the stairs to the attic, soaking wet, freezing and afraid, and brings him the lantern to at least offer some form of light and warmth to the boy who hasn't had it any easier than him?

What if Edwin Payne finally meets Charles Rowland up in that attic and his soul bleeds for him and at the end of it all - Charles wants to stay with him?

What if?

[reids-slut]

An Invisible Locket

Chapter 2: Deep Blue

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!BAU!Reader // Secret relationship

Description: You work with your best friend and your boyfriend. The only problem is, nobody knows Spencer Reid is your boyfriend of over a year. When you find out that Spencer's getting sent out on a case immediately after getting back to Quantico, impulses take over. (Content/Warnings below the cut)

Content/Warnings: [18+ MDNI], smut, oral sex (M & F receiving), PIV sex, unprotected sex within an established relationship, unplanned pregnancy, discussions of abortion (in a pro-choice context, though Reader ends up choosing to stay pregnant), minor mentions of alcohol and cancer.

As for the crime subplot, much of it is very canon-typical (referenced child abuse & grooming by an extended family member (non-sexual), violence, blood/gore, drugs. As always, please feel free to let me know if I miss any CWs!

A/N: This fic is obviously heavy on the Spencer and Reader relationship, but it's also got a significant Garcia best friend plot line and crime plot line. This fic also features an unplanned Reader pregnancy. Reader debates abortion and is pro-choice, but ultimately ends up keeping the pregnancy. If any of that isn't up your alley, please feel free to skip this fic!

Names used: Baby, baby girl, good/sweet/pretty girl, daddy, good boy (once), my love.

Words (this chapter): 3.1 K

Words (total): 29.1 K

Racing up the two flights of stairs to your apartment door, a slightly out-of-breath Spencer double-checks the time. “48 minutes,” he notes.

“I hope you haven’t already used up all of your energy already, Dr. Reid.”

He smiles and scoffs, “Once I catch my breath, you’re gonna wish you hadn’t joked about that.”

You give him a quick kiss, turn your key, and push your door open.

Clothes are immediately coming off and being thrown onto the floor between sloppy kisses. Spencer sets a few alarms on his phone so that you aren’t late getting back.

You tell Spence to sit on the edge of the bed and get on your knees in front of him, feeling thankful for your soft, plush carpet.

“I need to give you some good visuals to think about since I don’t know how long you’ll be gone, baby.”

“I can’t imagine we’ll be gone for that long–,” you cut him off by taking his cock into your mouth. His head rolls back as his breath comes out stuttered. “Oh, fuck yes. Good girl.”

Spencer pushes your hair out of your face and rubs his thumb across your cheek. Meeting his eyes, you sense nothing but love and adoration. He tries to take a mental snapshot of you like this, on your knees, looking up at him while you suck his dick. It’s moments like these that Spencer really wishes he had a photographic memory.

“You look so fucking good taking me in your mouth, sweet girl.”

He leans back onto his wrists as he watches you work, becoming even harder in your mouth.

Looking up at him like this, chest heaving, jaw agape, brows pinched, pleasured distress painted across his face? This is an image you want to keep.

With every bob of your head, a breathy moan slips out of him. Music to your ears.

In the past, sucking dick wasn’t really your thing. The few exes that you went down on would just face-fuck you. It was never that enjoyable for you, but you did it for your partner because you just thought it was an act of service; one not meant to be pleasurable for you.

Going down on Spencer feels so different. His hands in your hair aren’t to force you down. The pads of his fingers perfectly massage your scalp. Hearing Spencer sing your praises, feeling him grow harder in your mouth, the slight saltiness of his pre-cum. It always has you throbbing.

He taps your shoulder and guides you to stand with him, kissing you passionately as your hands roam each other’s body. The taste of his cock mixes with the taste of his mouth in yours. His wet lips trail kisses up your jaw and down your neck. He can’t stop and you definitely don’t want him to.

A shiver shoots down your spine with every quiet moan and whimper he makes at your ear between kisses. His hands grip the flesh of your ass as he pulls you into his body, grinding your body against his hard, wet cock as you ache of emptiness.

Between kisses, he says, “Need you, baby. Please.”

You crawl onto your bed and lay face down, your pussy and ass bared to him at the edge of the bed. Spencer gently runs his fingers down your back. A chill of anticipation runs through you. A sharp moan escapes you as a flat palm hits your ass, barely enough to sting.

“You’re in that type of mood, huh?” you laugh.

Another spank to the same spot, ever so slightly harder, gets a whiny moan out of you.

“Tell me what you want,” he commands. Even when he shifts to being more dominant, Spencer always just sounds desperate for you.

“Fuck me, daddy?” Your words alone elicit a groan from him that has you arching your back to push your ass further towards him.

He lines his cock up and glides the head between your wet lips, coating himself in you.

“Are you sure, pretty girl?” His hands grip your hips, and he pushes himself into you just enough to not slip out. “Do you want daddy to fuck you like this?”

You moan and nod your head against the fabric of your comforter.

He sinks into you fast and hard, bottoming out. The fullness you’d been aching for hits you all at once, and you whine at the immense pleasure.

The dominance Spencer had exhibited moments prior slips momentarily as he reacts to your pussy wrapped around him.

“God, I love you. So good. Fuck, baby girl.”

He begins moving again as your bodies adjust, first just small movements. You reach your arm underneath you and rub small circles over your wet, throbbing clit.

“Yeah, you touching yourself for me, baby?” His thrusts speed up and he runs his hands down the sides of your body.

“Yes, daddy,” you moan, encouraging him.

“Such a good girl for me. You always look so fucking pretty taking daddy’s cock. Did you know that, my love?”

It doesn’t take much for you to cum today. You didn’t even get much warning, yourself. The sensation of his cock thrusting, repeatedly filling you while you play with your clit. The smack of his hips hitting your ass. His heavenly moans and praise filling your ears. It hits all at once as tears make your vision hazy.

“Daddy—Cumming. I’m—”

“Yes, baby girl. Don’t stop. Let it all out. Such a good girl cumming on daddy’s cock.”

The waves of your orgasm are strong on their own, but you’re also hit with all of the emotion you’ve been repeatedly shoving down and avoiding, bubbling up to the surface. Your body is just so overloaded right now that you’re shaking and moaning. It’s all too much, but you don’t want any less from him right now. He feels too fucking good, physically and emotionally.

“Come here,” he says, helping you reposition so that the upper half of your body is arched into him.

His arms wrap around you from behind, one hand cupping your boob while the other holds you in place at your waist.

In this position, he’s forced to thrust slower, but still hard. He leaves kisses at the back of your neck, behind your ear, and across the top of your shoulder. With each thrust, he’s sloppier.

“It’s so fucking hard not to cum, baby. Do you know how good that pussy feels when you’re cumming? How hard it is to not fill you up immediately? I wanted to feel all of it this time, though. I needed to fuck you through it because you’re being such a good girl for me, today.”

His breathy moans and whispers of praise do nothing to help your body come down from your orgasm. Your ass padding his thrusts changes the angle, the head of his cock stroking your g-spot. The hand that isn’t holding you at the waist flip-flops between caressing your neck and pinching your nipple. He knows your body so damn well. If you weren’t starting to worry about the time, you’d probably be close to cumming again.

Unfortunately, you can’t just say “fuck it” and stay in this bed forever, though, and you know you need to start wrapping this up.

Might as well enjoy the last of it.

“Have I been a good enough girl to get your cum, daddy?”

His hips buck into you hard.

“Fuck yes.” He stops. “But I need to see that perfect face when I do.”

He pulls out of you causing you to shutter from the sudden emptiness. You flip onto your back, butt at the edge of the bed and knees tucked up so you don’t fall off the edge of the mattress.

With your legs slung over his shoulders, he’s back inside you where he belongs. His thrusts build in pace, bringing himself close to that edge again.

“Is this how you want to fill me up, daddy?”

“God, yes. This pussy was made for me. You’re so fucking perfect.”

He leans over you, further pushing your legs down, and wraps his hands at the back of your head. With each deep thrust, he’s pulling your body into him.

“Made for you, baby,” you repeat.

“How the fuck are you mine?” he cries, like he truly can’t fathom it.

All it took was one please.

Looking into his beautiful eyes, you softly plead, “Spence, please cum for me, baby.”

And he lets go.

“Fuck,” he cries. His last thrusts are hard but sloppy. “Such a good girl, taking my cum.” Your nails rake down his back. “Oh my god, you feel so good, baby girl.”

His breaths come out as shuddered sighs. You pull him down to kiss you as the final few jerks work their way through his body.

He tastes so good. There has to be some psychological and/or physiological reason that you love the taste of him this much. You’ll have to ask Spencer about that later because, if anyone would know, it’s him.

Early in your relationship, you’d catch him reading articles and books about sex (which he didn’t need any help with) and relationships.

Hello, green flags.

“God, I probably smell horrible now,” Spencer gripes as he turns off the two alarms on his phone.

“Come here. Let me smell you.”

You lean into him, but don’t smell anything offensive.

“I mean, you smell fine to me, but to be fair, we both probably smell sweaty.” You pull out your best puppy-dog-eyed pout and put on a cringe-worthy cutesy voice. “I’m sorry for making you all messy, Spence.”

You break out into laughter as soon as he does. He brings his mouth to your ear and your smile falls. “Can you still feel my cum leaking out of you, baby? I think you might be the messy one out of the two of us. I want you to think about that when I’m on the jet and you’re still feeling my cum leaking out of you.”

He passionately kisses you while you’re still choking on his words.

As he pulls away from your lips and you snap out of your daze, you playfully swat his chest and whine, “Fuck you. Now I’m sad and I’m horny again.”

“Sad and horny is the Spencer Reid special, baby.”

You just roll your eyes at him.

After finding your pants near the front door and slipping them on again, you catch sight of the time. Spencer has to be back in 21 minutes at the latest, which may seem like a lot of time, but is far from it.

“Almost ready, Spence?” you yell back into the bedroom.

“I just have to put my shirt back on! I’m using a washcloth to wipe some of the sweat off me.”

“Okay, well, hurry with those buttons! I just need to put my shoes on and then I’m going to fix my hair and makeup in the car!”

***

On the very short car ride back with the AC on full blast, you two plan how to arrive back at work without raising suspicions. Spencer, being the expert on behavior between the two of you, quickly coaches you. You’ve been navigating this minefield of criminal profilers for well over a year, but the post-sex clarity says that the lunch break sexcapade was probably not the smartest idea.

“What about Penelope?” you ask, knowing you have to spend the rest of the day lying directly to her face again.

“Stick to your story. Internalize it as the truth to the best of your ability.”

Spencer grabs his go bag out of his trunk on the way in, and since it’s more important that he’s up there before you are, he heads back first. You follow a minute behind him.

Hotch turns the corner out of the bullpen and spots you as you get off the elevator. “Y/N, I’m glad I caught you before we leave.” He gestures for you to walk with him down the hallway, you have to speed walk to match his long stride. “Our flight to Gainesville is two hours. While we’re on the jet, I need you and Garcia to see if you can get anything from the tattoo database using the photos we got from the ME. Also, start on a ViCAP search, if you haven’t already.”

“Of course, sir. Before we left for lunch, Garcia had started digitizing the tattoos, so they’d be more effective when searching the database, and I started on the ViCAP search. We’ll get those finished A-S-A-P.”

“Good. Call me if you find anything.”

“Have a safe flight, sir!”

Hotch continues down the hall, leaving you just outside your office. Something tugs within you, wanting to turn around. Spencer’s just around the corner, probably sitting at his desk. Your heart pulls you in one direction, but logic and reasoning pull you in another as you grab the door handle in front of you.

You just got to see him. You need to stay focused on work.

***

Penelope’s working away at a frenzied pace, but noticeably, she doesn’t turn to greet you like she usually does.

“Status update, hot stuff?” you ask.

“Tattoo database has turned up nothing so far, but it’s still running. I need you to finish up with that ViCAP search.”

Her tone is sharp but holds an air of restrained pain. She’s extremely upset about something.

You tested the waters with your “status update” question and discovered that the waters were, in fact, radioactive.

“That’s what I’m getting back to right now,” you say, sitting down at your desk and logging in to your computer. This unease is heavy; crushing, almost. “Hey, Pen...?” She shows no sign of acknowledgement. “Do you want to tell me what’s up?”

“Nothing’s up,” she spits out, fully gluing her eyes to her monitor.

If she were upset about something to do with the case, she would have told you already. The FBI offers free and unlimited access to mental health care due to the nature of your job, but when you guys face something distressing, you always immediately lean on each other. You’ve cried into each other’s arms many times within these four walls.

“Do you feel up to a sleepover tonight?” you quietly ask her.

Since you made the move to Quantico, girl’s nights and/or sleepovers have become a fairly regular occurrence. The weight of what you deal with at work—though you know it’s important—would be crippling without some sort of outlet. Asking her for a sleepover is asking her to talk about whatever’s bugging her.

Since you’ve started dating Spencer, it’s been harder to balance your time between the two of them, especially since Penelope thinks you’re single. You’ve told a few white lies about needing to get caught up on sleep or feeling a bit under the weather to fit in more nights with Spencer when he’s not away on a case. His schedule has made things hard, but it’s so worth it.

Penelope stops typing at your question but continues staring at her monitor. Her voice is strained as she speaks; she’s on the verge of tears.

“I still love you and I always will, but I am really upset with you.” She swallows hard. An arrow shot straight through your heart would probably hurt less than this. “We need to focus on this case right now, though, and then I need to organize my thoughts. Come over at seven. But pick up my Ben & Jerry’s on the way because I’m out and I need some of that frozen, delicious goodness to cope.”

Cherry Garcia. Her favorite flavor and a staple of your movie nights. It’s a bit on the nose to be her favorite, but you suspect that’s a part of why she likes it so much. You make a mental note to stop at the corner store en route to her place.

She’s never been this upset or acted this hurt during any of your past fights. But you don’t even know what you did wrong.

It’s not like you missed her birthday, right? You mentally reaffirm both today’s date and Penelope’s birthday and, nope, definitely not about her birthday. She wasn’t mad this morning, right…?

You stop yourself as gears in your head begin to churn, looking for answers you know you won’t find right now.

You search for an item on your borderline-cluttered desk to calm yourself with. Glittery blue eyes immediately grab your attention. You grab a small plush cat that you’ve named Buttercup (because what type of monster doesn’t name every plushie they own?). While petting its soft fur, you focus in on the sparkly pools of turquoise and take a few deep breaths.

You nod at Buttercup, telepathically thanking it for its positive effect on your stress-levels and carefully place it back onto its perch—one of your computer speakers. This case is the most important thing right now.

Your ViCAP search comes up empty for any possibly-related cases, but shortly after, you have a new breadcrumb trail to follow when the Cedar Key Police Department reports another murder.

You and Penelope video call the team while they’re in the air to brief them on what you know about the newest victim. Until the team speaks with the local ME when they land, you won’t know have a ton to work with. In the meantime, you and Penelope will work with what you’ve got, digging into this victim’s background, their friends and family, and any cell phone and financial activity.

Seeing Spencer on the video call hurts extra today. It always hurts knowing that he’s flying away from you for (and, for who knows how long), but sneaking around with him earlier and Penelope being so upset has you more on edge than usual. You’re longing to be back in his arms where you know you’re safe and, more importantly, where you know that he’s safe.

The tension in your small office remains high throughout the day, but you both remain professional and focused on the case. As soon as the workday ends, Penelope locks up her desktop, packs her bag, and leaves. You make another mental note to grab a bottle of her favorite wine on the way. You have a gut feeling that tonight’s going to require more than just ice cream.

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[billluver0124]

"Even if you're drunk."

synopsis : after celebrating yet another award for tokio hotel, bill comes home to his older girlfriend plastered drunk out of his mind. leaving y/n to take care of him:3 WARNINGS: there are none, this is a fluff story:3

y/n was at home sitting on the couch, watching TV because tokio hotel won an award at the 2008 super comet for "best band"and "best music video" and of course she wants to see her beloved boyfriend on television! y/n was always proud of the band's accomplishments, but she was most proud of bill of course. she gets up from the couch to get herself a glass of water when all of a sudden, she hears the door open and someone stumble to get inside. bill was finally home! "ich b'n z'rück!" the sound of a drunken boy echoed through the house. y/n sighed before going to help bill. "how much did you drink liebe?" y/n chuckled as she asked bill, helping him take his shoes off. "wissen sie, ein paar oder mehr" bill joked, slurring every syllable he spoke from his alcohol reeking mouth. y/n shook her head "c'mon baby, lets get you to bed" "noo i dont wan' go baby!" bill whined "no babe, you need to get to bed" y/n led bill to the bathroom to clean up his face as there was dried vomit on his cheek. after she cleaned his face she sits him on the toilet seat, turning on the faucet to run him a bath. y/n grabs his hand and puts it in the water "does that feel good?" bill nods slowly then y/n gets up to help him take his clothes off

"Versuchst du mich zu ficken?" bill slurred, smirking drunkenly "just get in the bath" y/n ordered. bill pouts but does what she said to do.

she washes his hair and his body, getting the horrid smell of alcohol off of him. she helps him wrap a towel around his waist and goes to get him some pajamas to sleep in. its just going to be pj pants because she knows hes gonna get too hot with a shirt aswell. "put these on" she hands them to him, he refuses "noo i don' wan' tooo" "bill.." she groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. she removes his towel and puts them on herself "that was rude!" bill exclaimed. y/n takes his hand and takes him to bed, laying the blanket over his body as he cuddles up with the pillow.

just as y/n goes to leave the room, she feels a hand grabbing her wrist "nein mamaa, schlaf mit mir.." he mumbles, half asleep. y/n softly smiles before getting into bed next to him. bill instantly cuddles up against her, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling his face in her neck.

"Danke, dass du dich um mich gekümmert hast..." bill says, muffled in her neck "Gern geschehen, ich werde immer auf mein baby aufpassen" y/n replies, softly scratching his back to sleep "youll always take care of me?" he asked "yes liebe, ill always take care of you. even if youre drunk." authors note!! i think this is short..idk i dont reread my stories. hope you enjoy! i love you guys<33

[isackwhy]

Can we get some Larry hc? :))

YES. hold on 🫶🏻

larrycroft x reader hc’s

sweetest boy EVER

it’s crazy

keeps a list of ur favorite drinks or food in his phone

expect a good morning text. even at 3pm.

hyper as hell around u bc he just adores u :3

big cuddler like wraps around u like a koala

def streaming roblox w u and is a giggley mess the whole time

protective like u wouldn’t think he would be but this man keeps an eye on u while out

just wants to go everywhere w u

“larry, wanna run some err—“

“yes.”

shows u all the new music or fashion he’s into

def gets u matching clothes or jewelry

also buys u a shit ton of stuffed animals

and loves matching movies w u

like you’ll find a series of movies and just spend days or weeks cuddling until it’s all done and then u pick another

his mom makes u food :P

the type to bake random shit w u at 3am

n then accidentally make a mess and ur both just like

._.

always making u laugh bruh

[mclmora]

✧ my favorite DL boys + simple headcanons ✧

~NOTE: pictures used aren’t mine. credit to the respective owners on pinterest! all the headcanons are SFW & written just for fun. that being said, enjoy! xoxo, Mora

ꞝ Yuma M.

he has dyslexia & dyscalculia. he always had troubles with school for that, however ruki has helped him out since the moment he discovered his problem (indeed it was ruki who found out).

he loves his own hair to be long, for the looks of it ofc, but mainly because he is super sensitive on his neck and can’t stand the feeling of cold breeze touching his nape.

his favorite fruit is pomegranate, he’s obsessed with the taste of it and the texture of the little seeds.

ꞝ Azusa M.

loves pastel colors. especially on clothes! he has these huge cardigans & sweaters of all kinds of pastel colors (light blue and lilac mainly).

he likes birds. small, tiny ones the most. he finds them to be adorable and loves their singing.

draws little skulls on his notebook whenever he’s bored at school and likes to collect stationery stuff.

ꞝ Ruki M.

low key loves piercings and tattoos. he has both his ears full of piercings (his favorite is the industrial), silver jewelry with onyx gems in it is his go-to. he also has a labret piercing on his face.

he loves mathematics, physics and chemistry at school. the hardest other people find a subject, the easier it is for him. yes he’s a math god.

is a cleaning freak. if the walls and floors aren’t shining and he can’t see his own reflection on the table then the house isn’t clean enough.

ꞝ Shu S.

a fan of björk. he is an artist and although his blatant love for classical music, he fancies peculiar music too and finds björk’s style to be cool and unique.

loves reading. his favorite genre is detective/mystery stories, he has this huge collection of novels that has re-readed at least 3 times.

one of his favorite animals is the owl. white ones with black, huge eyes. he finds to have a connection with these animals for some reason.

ꞝ Subaru S.

believe or not, he had an avril lavigne phase. he also had a “nightcore” phase of emo songs & to this day listens to “hello kitty”.

leather jackets are his style. he’s a total black guy when it comes to clothing, and loves the look of leather in general. even more if they got studs here and there.

wears crystals. he does know each crystals’ purpose and low key believes their power. the ones he uses the most are apache tear & rose quartz, because it reminds him of his mother.

✧

~thank u sm for reading!! which one is ur fav boy? i love Yuma so much. also, i love yui too so i’m probably gonna make hdcs about her too soon. stick around if u like. reblogs are super appreciated (//＾◡＾//)

[misty--nights]

Episode 2 now. It's definitely one of my favorites, because it introduces Niko and Tragic Mick and I love both of them. I didn't think there would be that many details I missed, but there are so enjoy (some of this seem kind of obvious, but I'll still include them)

Maybe I'm focusing on the wrong part, but the Cat King's bed doesn't look to be the most practical to sleep with someone else. When he sits on it, it looks like he wouldn't fit completely even if he scooted all the way back against the pillows. I don't know, I guess I'm just wondering the logistics of how they'd sleep together if Edwin had accepted. Would he make the bed bigger? Would their legs be left dangling at the bottom? Hilarious either way (I know this is most likely a trick of perspective, but let me live in a world in which this pathetic man tries to get laid and can't because his bed is too small)

Maybe a bit obvious, but I never noticed Edwin was gone all night. It's day again when he returns to the warehouse. It makes sense how freaked out Charles sounds when he returns

I love this show's intro a lot. The music is really good and the skeletons dancing and playing around are really funny. No new details for it, because I've watched it full every time, but I've been thinking about that part at the end with the bike and the beach chairs. Since those skeletons are supposed to be the boys, I need to see them in their usual forms riding one of those double bikes and going to the beach. It's a must

Ok, I lied, one intro detail I hadn't noticed. Going by their shoes, Edwin's skeleton is the one that drinks from the cup at the end and spills it all over himself. I don't know why, but I think that's funny

I've been wondering this since episode 1, but how do the boys know possession sets off alarms? Have they seen it happen with other ghosts? Or have they ever been in a similar situation and managed to escape? While I think maybe the first is more likely, the second would explain why Lost and Found knows they're together

Jenny comes into Crystal's room still in her pijamas. Did Edwin's banging wake her up? No wonder she's so mad

Tragic Mick's shop is called “Tragic Mick's Magic Tricks and Items", which is both a tongue twister and oddly vague. Oh yes, there's magic stuff and other shit in that shop. Amazing, Tragic Mick, never change

All of the items on Niko's grocery list have question marks at the end except for strawberry ice cream, which has an exclamation mark. I agree with that

Charles is being way too nice about the doctor. The guy didn't even take out any tools to check on Niko, he just leaned over her and said she was dehydrated

I really like Crystal's overalls in this episode. In my previous watches, I focused a lot on Niko's clothes, because they're amazing, but I'm starting to notice Crystal's more now and I really like them

The Night Nurse looks tiny next to her assistants. Is she really small or her assistants really big? I don't remember how tall she looks in comparison to the kids

Speaking of heights, though, is Niko much taller than Crystal? When they are on their own, it looks like it, but then next to the boys they look more or less the same height

When he notices Edwin doing the thing with his fists, Charles does like a little double take between his face and his hands. Something small, but I really like the way he does it. Like he's really paying attention to every little detail

We get a close up of Edwin's boots and I think they're really cool. I've never seen that style of shoe as a boot before, but I've always liked them. Also his socks are cute and I would love to make myself a similar pair

The top of the dandelion altar thing has this lines. At first I thought maybe it looked like the underside of a mushroom, but it makes more sense for it to be a dandelion seed

Edwin first translates a word as gifts and then goes “not gifts, sacrifices”, and in general sounds a little hessitant with his translation. Usually people in movies and shows just bust out a perfect translation on the fly, so as someone who struggles translating, I appreciate that little detail

The jar stops sounding like the sea when Charles empties it. I'm choosing to believe that's a missed opportunity because can you imagine how much Litty and Kingham would hate living in a jar that constantly sounds like ocean waves? Insufferable, it would have been great

Obviously Charles looks worried about her when Crystal offers herself to the sprites, but Edwin does too. He cares about her, even if at this point they haven't really bonded and their animosity towards each other is more or less geniune

Litty's outfit is actually really cute. Love the puffy dress and the sweater over the shoulders. And both of their waistcoats are adorable. Never noticed that Kingham's has a subtle print. I's the same as Litt's skirt, too. More dandelions maybe?

When Niko is telling Crystal that she thought abot replying to her mom, Edwin id in the background writing in his notebook. And Charles is leaning over his shoulder to see what he's doing, which looks really sweet

There's a guy in the line of ghosts outside that looks very much like the postman with a different mustache

Say what you want about Esther, but I love her commitment to having atmosphere music playing whenever she's up to something

[blacklegsanjiii]

I wanna see Mihawk with a fem golden!Sanji. I don't think much would change over all but I feel like Mihawk being a girldad would be hilarious. Because she's nine and looks like she's six and she's been through hell and back and she's scared of men and boys. Mihawk doesn't interact with girls or women all that much so Zeff shoving them together would be hilarious and heart warming I think. Mihawk would be The GirlDad™️ and not even know it. This is so long. I'm so sorry(not).

Like Mihawk who wraps and braids and cords his swords looking at his daughters hair and taking the time to help care for it and make it look nice because she hasn't had somebody do that for her in years. She lends an ear to his stories and music and she doesn't comment for a while, a long while but when she does start adding her opinions in a soft voice he does smile a bit.

They probably dance a lot, like Mihawk would have taught golden!Sanji anyway, but with his daughter he probably teaches her more of the pairs dances she might have to do during Baratie parties or something. But she's small, like half his size when she starts learning so he's holding her and dancing around the room and she's laughing and Mihawk is smiling. During one such Baratie party Zeff managed to get a photo of this and it's framed in Mihawk's office. The one Sanji has framed in her room is of her passed out on Mihawk's chest in her chef coat and pants and him passed out with an arm over Sanji and the other over his eyes. Five people in the world have seen these photos and no one else believes they exist.

Sanji knows a lot about sex, no one who works at sea - no matter how old, unfortunately - can't not know. Mihawk tries to make the conversations not awkward but like he's Mihawk and Sanji is Sanji so at first they're probably awkward and very factual until Sanji's older and living Baratie and asking her dad some bizarre questions about sex, like what certain acts are or something. Like technical terms and when he's asking her why she's asking she mentions how Zeff and the cooks killed a man or something for propositioning her or something and Mihawk is like 'Ah, yes. I did leave you in good hands for work training, but nothing else.' and then explains whatever she's asking and they'll dive into the nuances of certain acts or the mechanics.

And when Zoro and Perona are on Kuraigana, Mihawk is looking at them and is like 'okay, well, my daughter's not here and neither of you will fit in her clothes' and they're both shocked he has a kid as he digs in old chests and finds clothes for them. Perona isn't in Sanji's old room but they are allowed to look through the room and see if there's anything they'd like to borrow. Zoro probably finds a very old copy of Noland the Liar and tells Mihawk and Perona going there and how the cook was scared of all the bugs. Mihawk is neutral until Zoro opens up the page and sees Sanji's name and Zoro laughs and says there's two people named three in the world and Perona has keyed into something but she's not sure what as Mihawk is like 'just one, to my knowledge, my daughter is the cook of your crew.' and Zoro pales immediately.

One time they're all in Mihawk's office as he goes over paperwork and Perona asks why there's a blonde braid on his desk next to a photo of him and a kid. Zoro comes to look and says they both remind him of Sanji and Mihawk is like 'did you both already forget who my daughter is?' as pinches the bridge of his nose. Mihawk explains the braid is from when Sanji moved to Baratie full time and left home. She has one of Yoru's old cords and her own photo from a Baratie party. Also no one will believe them that this photo exists. Nor is anyone going to believe them about Mihawk having a daughter. He sits back and watches in amusement as realization takes both of them and that outside of the geezer and Sanji, no one will believe Zoro and no one in Perona's life will believe her.

When the Strawhats are reunited Zoro corners Sanji and demands to see the photo of her and her dad and Sanji is making fun of him for losing his eye on Kuraigana as she shows him the photo and the cord. I also feel like it becomes common knowledge on the ship because someone(Usopp and Luffy) found the photo and brandished it to the crew and Robin is cooing at baby Sanji with Nami and Zoro is talking about the photo Mihawk has on his desk. Everyone is staring at the cook in awe and she points out none of them asked.

Every time they get an ally and Luffy is introducing his crew and gets to Sanji she thumps him on the head and is like 'you can't keep telling people who my dad is! You're going to get us killed!' and no one fucking believes it until they pass the photo on the way into the galley. And (for the Lawsan agenda) everyone always makes a comment about how darling they look but Law asks how Mihawk even acquired her and Sanji mentions he saved her and the geezer and took her with. Geezer said he needed someone to make the man soft so the blonde girl would do. Law is like 'oh this is me and Cora just flipped' and then he starts falling for the cook. Because she is good at making people soft, she gives him a place away from Luffy and the others, has coffee ready at all times of the day, and is insanely good at bickering with multiple people as well as intelligent conversations. When they start dating, post WCI and during Wano, Sanji brings up meeting her dad eventually and Law points out he's met the man. Sanji says knowing the man as a warlord and as her boyfriend are different and will garner different reactions which makes Law blanch and Jinbei and Marco fucking lose it at them.

When Law does meet the man as Sanji's boyfriend? It's happenstance, Mihawk is sailing by and figured he'd check on Zoro(and Sanji) and Sanji has a few drinks in her(courtesy of Ikkaku) and is on Law's lap when he rolls up he hears the crews talking and Zoro and Luffy welcome him aboard since this isn't pirate business, just a man checking on his kids and Luffy announces to everyone that 'Sanjis dad is here!' and Law and Sanji are staring at the swordsman who is staring back as Shachi and Penguin are losing it and Law shambles him and his girlfriend away out of not panic but a definite fear for his safety.

Sanji is of course telling him he's dumb and just made it so much worse for them because her dad is a master of observation haki. He will find them. Law groans buries his face in her neck because they're a few drinks deep and were not planning on introductions yet, but they have to be made. Also they shambled to Law's room on the Tang so they have to make their way from the Tang to the Sunny. Mihawk is talking with Zoro and nods at them as they go back and Zoro asks Law if Mihawk scared him that much and Sanji says to be nice but Mihawk does agree he's a rather frightful person to have as your partner's parent. Sanji frowns at him and Mihawk raised a brow at her and then she very unceremoniously drags her dad to the galley and he lets her. He just goes which might be the more concerning part because even Zoro is surprised the man lets her pull him around.

They return with wine and glasses to join the party and Law can tell his girlfriend is blushing from whatever they were talking about in the galley as she stands beside him and Mihawk next to her and they open the wine as Mihawk looks to Law.

"I don't necessarily do 'shovel talks' if that's what you're concerned about." Mihawk says smoothly.

"Right." Law nods. "Knowing you're her father is enough, I assume?"

"Well, Zeff and the cooks from Baratie maimed or killed those who were...uncouth. I have no doubt my daughter would kick your ass if you needed it. I assume I would only be called if something dire were to happen." Mihawk answers as he sips his wine. "I didn't kill Roronoa to defend my daughter's honor because she can do that herself."

"Yeah, sure." Zoro hummed in his drink. Sanji handed her glass to Law as Mihawk looked amused and then shocked at Sanji's legs catching on fire as she rushed the green haired man.

"She can skywalk too." Law says as he watches the fight start. "When I saved Zoro-ya after Kaido punched him I shambled us down and she happened to catch both of us. One on each shoulder and still managed to not lose speed."

"Yes, well, being a chef does require a decent amount of upper body strength already, cooking for this crew even more so." Mihawk acknowledges. "Though her hair not being braided is new." He tacks on tilting his head as the wings fight.

"She hasn't the entire time we have been dating." Law says in a questioning tone. Mihawk hums as they watch the cook fight the swordsman, Luffy is laughing and reminding Law he can't take Sanji with him which makes Law flush and yell at him which makes Mihawk chuckle into his wine as the fight concludes. Sanji goes back over and Mihawk hands her his glass and just starts braiding her hair because 'what the fuck have you been doing to your hair?' 'Nothing! Look at my crew! It wouldn't last a day!' 'So pin it.' and everyone is watching him make quick work of her hair and then takes his wine back. The father daughter duo definitely threaten to call Zeff on each other. Mihawk is surprisingly relaxed during the party, even when his daughter leaves with her boyfriend to sleep,

The next morning he's helping Sanji cook in the galley of the Thousand Sunny and Law is the first to come in, despite his hangover, and does say his cooks are providing breakfast to his crew and Sanji nods and gives him coffee. As the crew filters in for breakfast Nami asks Mihawk about braiding and how quick he did it. Mihawk answers he's been cording sword hilts for most of his life and wrapping with multiple cords is just braiding and applying it to his daughter's hair was not so different and offers a demonstration. Which Nami agrees to eagerly and Robin smiles and says that would be a good idea. Mihawk tells Law he is participating, no arguments.

After breakfast is cleaned up Sanji is sat on a chair on deck and Nami has brought the hair pins and hair ties out and Mihawk shows them all several different braids, ranging from simple to intricate. Law is taking many mental notes during this whole thing. When he is made to do a braid on his girlfriend under her father's watchful eye Law doesn't shake because he's a surgeon who has been in worse situations and executes it well. Mihawk departs with a clap to his shoulder and a promise the next time they'll meet to be an excellent fight. Sanji is smiling and once Mihawk is gone asks Law how it was meeting her dad. Law groans and curses her and pulls her close because her dad is terrifying and he's afraid he knotted the shit out of her hair and he will hear about it.

[bluwavez]

˗ ˋ 🌊    TAX WRITE-OFF ﹕   TOP MOMENTS FROM THE ERA    !

Let's review some of the most unforgettable moments from the Tax Writeoff era !

˗ ˋ 🌊    SMARTER CHOROGRAPHY VLOG !

"And we're going to put our hands out to the side," Yoonah instructs, dawning a black facemask and simple black crop top and sweatpants combo. The boys behind her, in equally as comfortable clothing with the exception of Kiwoo who is dressed like he's about to hit the red carpet, follow her instructions.

"Cross your arms," Yoonah says, crossing her arms and watching the boys follow suit. "This is going to be tricky for you guys, but we're going to move our hips in a circle," Yoonah instructs slowly, demonstrating what she's teaching by moving her hips in a circle. The boys are more hesitant to follow her instructions this time, with the exception of Kiwoo and Woojin, who effortlessly move their hips like hers. "And shift your weight from leg to leg while moving in a circle. Watch and copy," Yoonah tells the room before demonstrating the move for the boys to copy.

Arguably, most of the boys are too stiff at first, especially Blue and Noah. Noah, more self-aware, cringes at himself and lets out an embarrassed yell when he and Finn make eye contact in the mirror. This makes the room burst into laughter; Yoonah covers her mouth to try not to laugh with them but fail miserably.

"This is...very different from what I'm used to!" Noah protests through laughter as Finn wraps his arms around his torso, Noah draping an arm around his shoulders. Jisung pats Noah's back, clearly smiling underneath his facemask.

"He doesn't use his hips often," Jisung jokes before Noah playfully elbows his leader in the ribs. Jisung yelps and doubles over in laughter, and the whole room laughs again.

˗ ˋ 🌊    CALL 2229 BEHIND !

"Can you try to hit the note higher?" Jinhwa says to Woojin as he stands in the recording booth. Woojin hums, nodding, taking a note on his lyric sheet in front of him. "And fix your posture. You're slouching and it makes you sound bad."

Woojin can't help snorting through his nose at the blunt critique, but he straightens his position anyway, rolling his shoulders back.

"Baby girl-"

"Higher," Jinhwa demands casually before Woojin can even finish the note. The idol looks up through the glass at his boss and then at the camera recording him, clearing his throat with an annoyed raise of her brows. He clears his throat, stands up straight again, and rolls his neck, this time with a sigh.

"Baby girl," Woojin sings in his highest register, swearing he could break glass with how high he was hitting the note. He looks unpleased, thinking the high tone on him is annoying but Jinhwa has always seemed to love how he and Kiwoo can hit high notes. Woojin looks like he smelt something bad, hands behind his back as he waits for his boss's approval or not.

Jinhwa has his chin in his hand, clearly thinking hard about what he just heard before nodding slowly.

"I like that. That was good."

Woojin sighs through his nose, looking back at the camera unamused.

˗ ˋ 🌊    EASY ENCORE STAGE !

With their music show trophy in hand, Jisung moves his body along to the beat of the song he’s heard a million times over now. He waves the trophy in the air proudly as the other members around him wave to the crowd, moving to the rythm as well. Jacob keeps looking off stage with a beaming smile on his face like he knows something the audience doesn’t.

“조명 꺼진 뒤의, 난 wander in the night,” Jisung sings, smooth voice coming out seamlessly as Woojin does the cheorography beside him with an excited smile on his face. “Don't know what is right, don't know 'bout my rights”

“시기심, 의심, 불신, 이젠 friends of me, yeah,” Kiwoo sings, looking less enthusiastic as the other members but that’s nothing new. Noah slings an arm around him to make him move more to the rythm, making Kiwoo smile slightly as he keeps singing without missing a note, waving cutely to the screaming fans in the crowd.

"세상에게 난 반쪽짜리 seraphim, yeah," Jacob finally breaks away from his gaze offstage to join Noah, getting lost in the rhythm and laughing as the two prance around the stage. Kiwoo glances backstage in slight annoyance, a clip that would later be used a reaction meme by sirens, before sauntering around the stage behind Woojin, clapping his hands mindlessly to the rhythm as the song starts to reach the chorus.

The seven boys harmonize seamlessly for the next part, all hitting the “Mmm, mmm-mmm, mmm” with their own flare but staying in tune with each other. Finn can’t stop himself from letting out a “That’s right,” after they hit that, one of many adlibs the youngest would throw around for this encore stage.

Woojin brushes his hair out of his face with a beaming smile as he lifts the mic to sing his part as he looks off stage. “I've been tryin' so long to show you, show you, show you,” Woojin sings, ushering someone on stage.

And it's none other than Han himself, sliding in with an unexpected grace that surprises even the DeepDive members. The crowd erupts into a whirlwind of cheers and gasps. Han flashes them his infamous crooked grin, waving a hand nonchalantly as he steps in beside Woojin, who's smiling like he just won another award.

"다친대도, 길을 걸어, kiss me," Han sings, his voice rougher than the others from lack of practice but still hitting the notes perfectly. He takes a spare mic from Noah and launches into the choreography like he's done it a million times before - which, to be fair, he has.

˗ ˋ 🌊   UNDERDIVE EPISODE 2 !

Underdive was a ten-episode reality show staring the boys of DeepDive, following their day to day activities.

Woojin and Kiwoo are declared in charge of making dinner for the whole group. The boys confess they don't know the first thing about cooking, but as Woojin says, "How hard can it be?" They embark on their quest in the kitchen, blissfully unaware of the chaos that is about to ensue.

"Okay, let's make... spaghetti!" Woojin suggests confidently, holding up a box of pasta. Kiwoo nods in agreement; boiling water and adding pasta seems simple enough. But their first challenge presents itself: setting the pot on fire.

"Noah left his cooking magazine in here," Kiwoo remarks, flipping through the glossy pages with interest. "Says here that adding a bit of oil to the boiling water prevents sticking."

"Great thinking!" Woojin chimes in, pouring a generous amount of oil into the pot. Unbeknownst to them, too much oil and high heat quickly lead to smoke wafting from the pot.

The other DeepDive boys watching on TV in the next room can only shake their heads in disbelief as they watch their friends fumble around the kitchen, creating more mess than meal.

Blue and Noah exchange knowing glances before bursting into laughter at the sight of Woojin grappling with a smoking pot while Kiwoo frantically searches for a lid. "Should we interfere?" Noah asks between laughs.

Blue shrugs his shoulders playfully. "Nah, let them learn." His words are drowned out by a sudden wailing sound - the fire alarm going off.

Back in the kitchen, Woojin and Kiwoo look up at the ceiling with wide eyes, completely taken aback by the sudden cacophonous ringing. "Uh... what do we do now?" Woojin yelps, trying to keep his voice over the wailing alarm. Kiwoo just gives him a blank look, shrugging as if to say, 'I have no idea.'

In the other room, the rest of the DeepDive boys are on their feet now, laughing so hard they can hardly catch their breaths. Jinhwa wipes a tear from his eye, shaking his head at the delightful chaos unfolding on-screen.

Meanwhile, back in the smoky kitchen, Woojin and Kiwoo are scrambling around to put out the mini fire that's started in their pot of pasta. Kiwoo grabs a nearby towel and tries to fan away the smoke while Woojin attempts to cover the pot with a lid. They're both laughing but also panicking a little bit.

"Maybe we should add water?" Woojin suggests tentatively. But before Kiwoo can respond, Woojin has already darted off to fetch a pitcher of water from the fridge. He returns moments later, pitching the water onto the flaming pot without thinking.

And then whoosh! The water causes the oil fire to flare up, reaching dangerously close to overhead cabinets.

Cursing under his breath, Woojin quickly backs away from the stove as Kiwoo screams into his Apron. The fire alarm continues its relentless wailing while smoke fills up the room. As they cough and wave away smoke with dish towels, they couldn't help but burst into fits of giddy laughter.

Back in front of the TV, Finn is practically doubled over with laughter while Jacob wipes tears from his eyes, both of them watching as Woojin and Kiwoo turn their cooking endeavor into a full-blown fire drill. Jisung, meanwhile, has pulled out his phone to record this priceless moment, bracing himself against the couch as he's nearly shaking with laughter.

"S-should we maybe...help them?" Noah finally manages to ask through his laughter, nodding towards the TV.

"This makes for great reality television. Give them a few minutes." Blue waves off his suggestion, still grinning at the chaotic scene unfolding onscreen.

Just when the kitchen fire seems about to turn into a full-fledged conflagration, Woojin spots the fire extinguisher by the door. In one swift motion, he grabs it and aims it at the flaming pot, pulling the trigger. A white cloud immediately engulfs everything in sight, reducing visibility to zero while Woojin and Kiwoo cough and laugh amidst the firefighting haze.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Blue chokes on his laughter, and Jisung claps his hands in amusement as they watch their bandmates’ efforts. They're practically rolling on the floor, their laughter echoing throughout DeepDive's apartment.

The smoke alarm finally stops wailing when Kiwoo manages to climb onto a chair and press a button on its base. The silence that follows is almost deafening after all that chaos. Woojin and Kiwoo stand frozen amidst the white foam covering the entire kitchen, gasping for air between their fits of laughter.

˗ ˋ 🌊   BANGKOK TOUR VLOG

"Hi! Hello! It’s your favorite DeepDive member, Noah.” Noah waves to the camera with a smile. “I’ll be honest, I forgot to record for most of the day so I thought, to make up for it, I’ll give you all a tour of our hotel room. Let’s get it."

Noah gestures for the camera to follow him as he opens the door to their shared suite. The once perfectly clean hotel room now looks like a hurricane has hit it, with clothes scattered everywhere, half-eaten room service trays, and gaming equipment strewn about. Noah pretends to be shocked by the chaos as he dramatically surveys the scene.

On one side of the room, Woojin and Finn are locked in a heated battle over a video game console, their faces tight with concentration. The atmosphere between them crackles with competitive energy. Suddenly, Finn jumps up in victory and cheers as his character lands a winning blow. Woojin groans in defeat and sets down his controller while Finn performs a little victory dance around the room.

Jisung lounges on one of the beds, completely engrossed in a book while munching on a bag of chips. He glances up at Finn's silly antics and stifles a laugh, shooting a playful glare at Noah when he catches him recording. Meanwhile, Kiwoo aimlessly flips through channels on the TV, his expression revealing his boredom. Jacob and Blue are deep in conversation about something that Noah can't quite hear from where he stands in the doorway.

A mischievous grin spreads across Noah's face as he looks at the camera with a dumb closed mouth chuckle. He puts a finger to his lips to the camera before sneaking up behind Kiwoo, armed with a water spritzer. With precise aim, he squirts water into Kiwoo's ear, causing him to jump up and yelp in surprise. Kiwoo turns around to glare at Noah, who is doubled over in laughter.

"Noah!" Kiwoo exclaims, shaking his head and trying to swat at him. But Noah is already rushing away, pointing his camera towards Jisung, who is also laughing at Kiwoo's reaction.

As Blue and Jacob concentrate on solving the Rubik's Cube, Noah zooms in on their furrowed brows. He can't help but tease them about being deeply focused, causing Jacob to shoot him a glare while Blue remains unfazed by his interruption.

"If you can’t tell, some of us are using our brains for once,"Jacob grunts without breaking his concentration.

Noah responds with a playful wink towards the camera before scanning the scene around him.

"Let's check on our bookworm," he declares before padding over to Jisung who doesn't even spare him a glance. So absorbed is he in his literature that he doesn't notice Noah sneakily reaching out for his pack of chips.

In one swift move, Noah snatches the bag away from Jisung who finally looks up with an affronted gasp, "Hey!"

Noah chuckles as he backs away, casually snacking on the chips he swiped. He gives me a mischievous look and signs off with a playful declaration, "I’ll see y’all next time! Bye-bye!"

[lynnthefantastic]

Summer Vacation with Hamzah

*pulling up to the airport*

hamzah: “Look who it is!”

Y/N: “Get me out of this danm airport”

you and Hamzah have been friends for about 4 years now, and there's always been an underlying tension between you guys. always getting lost in each other's eyes while talking, flirty jokes, and mutual friends always teasing you guys. the last time you were in Canada Claire, Max, Aaron, Mandy, and Martin were all there, and you found yourself being off with Hamzah most of the trip. when you left hamzah said it would be necessary for you to see him again. you guys planned a 3-day vacation at a beach house, and planned to leave late at night so you could arrive at the beach house in the morning. this was the first time you guys guys were going to be hanging out alone.

*hamzah gets out of the car to get your bags*

hamzah: “come here”

*hamzah reachers out his arms and pulls you close*

Y/N: “Wow no big white poster board saying welcome home”

hamzah: “Ugh and I worked so hard on it just for me to leave it at home, next time”

Y/N: “All alright put my bags in the car and let go, girl”

hamzah noticed how good you smelled right as he got out of the car, he was tempted to say something about it but was even more distracted by you, trying to get a good look time you weren't looking, but you always felt him which would make you extremely nervous.

hamzah: “If you were hungry and wanted to stop anywhere that would be something, you know, I would do”

Y/N: “Boy get yourself some damn food”

you and Hamzah spend most of the time listening to music in the car and Hamzah trying to not get lost for the 5th time. As time passes by you notice Hamzah looking at your thighs, it makes you fantasize what it would be like if he put his hands on them. As Hamzah is making his jokes you pretend to listen, being too distracted by making scenarios in your mind, he grips your thigh after making his joke and slaps it as someone would their knee while laughing, before lifting his hand away. you laughed like you heard what his joke was but were still distracted by what just happened.

hamzah: ”omg god the sand is hot, feels like im barefoot”

hamzah walks around to your side of the car lifts you and throws you over his shoulders so you don't have to walk in the sand. in lifts you to the wooden porch where there are seats and a table. he then runs back to the car to quickly bring all the bags in.

Y/N: “Couples vacation day 1!”

hamzah: “Don't tease me I will pretend to be your boyfriend to get a free couples massage”

Y/N: “Yeah and you get to the spa and the masseuse is me”

hamzah: “Why leave when we can get that done right here”

hamzah walks closer to you and the closer he gets the more he towers over you. you waste no time and grip his neck and pull yourself closer up to him. he wraps your legs around him and places you on top of him as he sits on the couch. you pull down his shorts as he unzips yours.

Y/N: “It's so big” *you say nervously laughing*

hamzah: “You think you can take it”

hamzah lifts your body and places it in you, he immediately lets out a moan, and you grab his face and make out with him as you grind on his body. he wraps all your hair around his hand and slightly tugs on it. you guys make it to bed and spend the first day at the house bearly clothed.

Day 2, and 3 might come soon if you guys like ❤️

[sesame-sim]

Books I'm considering next

I mentioned before I add a new book every 5 sim years in my bookish save.. I'm torn about what book to add in next for Year 55. I know It seems too soon to be thinking about it bc I'm posting Year 50 right now, but in actuality I'm halfway through playing Year 53 so I need to give myself some time to finish reading and do prep like take notes, make a timeline.

Below are the ones I'm currently considering. They each have things about them that I really want to play and things about them that would be difficult to show with sims. Opinions welcome! I would love if somebody just tells me they have a clear favorite and then I don't have to decide lol.

In alphabetical order (info on each after the cut)

Clothes, Clothes, Clothes, Music, Music, Music, Boys, Boys, Boys (memoir)

Dust Child (historical fic)

Magic Lessons and the Practical Magic trilogy (fantasy)

Refugee High (nonfic)

Salvage the Bones ; Sing, Unburied Sing (fic)

She's Not There (memoir)

The Glass Castle ; Half Broke Horses (memoir)

To Kill A Kingdom (fantasy)

War and Speech (YA)

Clothes, Clothes, Clothes, Music, Music, Music, Boys, Boys, Boys (memoir of Viv Albertine, member of British female punk rock group The Slits. I'm interested in the aesthetics of this. She's also dated Mick from The Clash, has been friends with various ppl like Sid Vicous. But should I hold out for the possibility of a bands EP or GP in the future? And there's another memoir of hers I could also read before playing. It's more focused on her family rather than her music career)

Dust Child (historical fiction about a half Vietnamese half black man who is trying to find out who his father is in the present time intertwined with the story of two sisters who leave their small town to become bar girls in Saigon in past time. I actually haven't read this yet but I became interested in playing something with a Vietnamese storyline because of the tumblr @biplusco . Their Indochine cc collection made me want to play something set in Southeast Asia.

Magic Lessons; The Book of Magic; The Rules of Magic; Practical Magic (trilogy and a prequel following the Owens family of witches since the 1600s. You may know the movie Practical Magic. Of these books I've read Practical Magic and half of Magic Lessons but haven't read The Book of Magic or The Rules of Magic yet. The main issue here is 4 books is a lot to take notes about and make timelines for before playing through. Plus, starting from the late 1600s all the way to more current times at the speed I play will mean I never finish! But maybe I could JUST play the prequel.)

Refugee High (nonfiction about the high school in the U.S. with the highest percentage of refugees. The author chose some students, each from a different country, to delve into the lives of. Could be interesting depicting each one's past in sims before they end up together in Copperdale High School. But I've only just started reading this one.)

Salvage the Bones; Sing, Unburied, Sing (fictions both by Jesmyn Ward and they take place in the same town. The characters even cross paths at one point. I love her writing so much but a key part of one book is a hurricane and the other book mostly takes place in a car so I don't know if I can do this well in Sims 4 as the game is rn)

She's Not There (memoir, gender transition. I might want to read her other book called Good Boy about every dog she's had in her life first so I can play both together and have each of the pets join the family at the right times)

The Glass Castle; Half Broke Horses (both by Jeannette Walls. The Glass Castle is a really popular memoir about the author's nomadic upbringing with parents who eventually choose to be homeless. Half Broke Horses is her biography of her maternal grandmother. That one mostly takes place on ranches. What happens in The Glass Castle basically picks up right after what happens in Half Broke Horses.)

To Kill A Kingdom (fiction, fantasy, mermaids and princes. This one I'm worried about my lack of cc for. I want to play out a fantasy book at some point but I haven't done any collecting of fantasy cc whatsoever yet so it might take a while to accumulate it )

War and Speech (a humorous YA book about a high school girl, new to a school, who joins the super snobby speech team just to try to bring them down from the inside.)

[artchixs]

make him over monday! (it’s tuesday)

[ryllen]

[coffinhugger]

[freakadr0id]

I saw someone request on here (maybe Twitter?) that they wanted a gif of Donnie bobbing his head to the music in The Clothes Don't Make the Turtle, and you know what, I do too.

I don't know if that person ever got their gif, but since it turns out I love making gifs, I said "screw it" and did it myself anyway. So here you go - have some groovy Donnie:

Bonus:

Here, have a couple more looping ones too:

[benjisstims]

Brahms Heelshire from The Boy stimboard!

With: books, blood, classical music/instruments, and fabric stims!

Made for: Me :3

Gif credits: 🎭/🔪/🎭 - 🔪/🎭 - 🔪/🎭/🔪